*In Mount Olympus*
Hera was on pins and needles as she sat on her throne beside a very impatient looking Zeus. They had been sitting there for over an hour now and they were both at breaking point. Zeus had insisted that Hera be here for when he summoned Athena to go find Ares so he could get to the truth.
In the back of his mind, Zeus did think perhaps he was being too overcautious but with the mess, he had just sorted out in Crete nothing was to be taken for a chance. Hera's mysterious late-night visits with her son just made his radar go even higher and he was not willing to let it go until they were both here to explain themselves.
"Where is she?" Zeus asked one of his guards standing behind him. The guard gulped fearing the worst when he gave the king an update.
"She has not entered the atmosphere yet my king."
